"The Doctor was prevailed with to mount one of Vass's grays.

As he rode upon it downhill, it did not go well, and he grumbled.

I walked on a little before, but was excessively entertained with the method taken to keep him in good humour.

Hay led the horse's head, talking to Dr.Johnson as much as he could and, (having heard him, in the forenoon, express a pastoral pleasure on seeing the goats browsing,) just when the Doctor was uttering his displeasure, the fellow cried, with a very Highland accent, 'See, such pretty goats!' Then he whistled whu! and made them jump."] However, I told my honest Hebrew that I would come.

I may perhaps, like the Benjamites, steal away some Israelite damsel in the middle of her dancing.
But the noise all round me is becoming louder, and a baker in a white coat is bellowing for the book to prove a debt of nine pounds fourteen shillings and fourpence.